Whether Gong Zhuo wanted to or not was one thing, but whether Xie Yang had set his sights on him was another.
Yun Feimiao moved a small stool and sat behind Xie Yang, put his arm around Xie Yang's shoulder and looked at the card table with a smile.
Jiang Qingruo also sat behind Gong Zhuo, and whenever she wanted to speak, Mu Qinrou would hold her shoulders.
"Junior brother, a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word. The same goes for watching mahjong."
Jiang Qingruo had no choice but to watch Gong Zhuo lose.
Jiang Qingruo patted Gong Zhuo's shoulder with some sympathy. Gong Zhuo had a really hard time meeting a brother who had good luck with cards, could count cards and wanted to cheat him.
Mu Qinrou clapped her hands and smiled at Jiang Qingruo, "That's great! You didn't see it just now, so you didn't know how much Junior Brother Xie has improved. Don't you hope that your partner can improve just as much?"
Jiang Qingruo said helplessly, "I think Ah Zhuo's talent is there, and he can improve step by step. There's no need to rush."
"But the finals are coming soon, so of course we should learn as much as we can now." Mu Qinrou smiled, "You don't have any competitions for the next two days anyway, so once Gong Zhuo finishes practicing his sword skills, it'll be your turn to take the table."
"I think you can play mahjong for two days. Just get a good night's sleep before the finals."
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Jiang Qingruo wanted to slip away, but Mu Qinrou kept holding his shoulders, so he couldn't run away at all.
"Little Junior Brother, be good. This is a collective activity for our Wanjian Sect's direct disciples. You can't be absent."
Yun Feimiao heard the conversation between the two senior sisters and asked Xie Yang in a low voice: "Afeng, do I have to sit at the table later? But I don't know how to cook."
This mahjong game was created by Xiao Yue fifty years ago. Although it has spread to many casinos in Xizhou, it has not yet been introduced to their Yun family.
The Yun family's entertainment activity is still the most primitive water skipping game...
Nowadays, many families play mahjong and skip stones on the river bank during the Spring Festival, but the Yun family still plays mahjong and skip stones on the river bank.
See whoever hits the most balls will get more New Year's money.
This kind of activity that has nothing to do with water is really not what the Yun family likes.
Yun Feiyin raised his hand and said, "It's okay, let Xie Yang teach you. I didn't know how to do it back then, and it was all thanks to my senior brother who learned it and taught me."
"Xie Yang's card skills are better than those of the eldest brother, and Xiao Qi is smarter than me. He will definitely learn it quickly."
Ye Zheng was at a loss whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, and rubbed Yun Feiyin's head helplessly.
Is his Xiaoyin becoming more and more direct in his speech?
Yun Feiyin looked up at Ye Zheng in confusion: "Big Brother, why are you rubbing my head all of a sudden? I didn't say anything wrong."
"Yeah, that's right, but it hit his lungs." Yun Feizhuo, who had brought Bei Mingjue to watch the fun, laughed and said, "You said Xiaofeng is better than him, and he's not happy about it."
Yun Feiyin corrected him, "I didn't say Xie Yang is better than Senior Brother. I said Xie Yang's card skills are better than Senior Brother's."
Yun Feizhuo smiled and said, "Xiaofeng's cooking skills are better than your senior brother's, his card skills are better than your senior brother's, he knows some formations, and he can make a lot of little gadgets that you like, and..."
Yun Feiyin hugged Ye Zheng: "Then I still like Senior Brother. Xie Yang is Xiao Qi's man. No matter how much he has, it has nothing to do with me!"
When not compared with Ye Zheng, he thought Xie Yang was okay.
But if we compare them, there is no comparison! The eldest brother is definitely the best.
"Tsk." Yun Feizhuo shook his head in disgust, and looked at Ye Zheng with increasing displeasure.
This man looks very decent, how could he have bewitched his brother into this?
On the other side, Gong Zhuo was forced to walk to the middle of the courtyard and start dancing with a sword, and another conspicuous Bao Yanyan came into play.
Yan Yan gently tapped the table in front of Xie Yang and whispered, "Did you hear that? Senior Brother Yun San is talking about your Junior Brother Xiao Yun's people."
"I heard it." Xie Yang nodded, trying to calm the corners of his mouth, "I have to thank Third Brother for his recognition."
The cultivators all have good hearing, and Xie Yang had no intention of hiding, so Yun Feiyin caught his voice immediately.
Yun Feiyin immediately jumped up: "Who recognized you!"
Yun Feimiao smiled and said, "Third brother said that Afeng is mine, isn't that recognition?"
Yun Feiyin curled his lips: "What does this have to do with whether I agree or not? If I don't agree, does that mean he is not recognized?"
"Xiao Qi has recognized it, Third Uncle has recognized it, and even though you deny it in your mouth, you have recognized it in your heart, Big Brother." Yun Feiyin felt more and more aggrieved for Ye Zheng as he spoke, "Big Brother is so partial. Why do you only recognize Xie Yang and not the eldest brother?"
Yun Feizhuo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "As you said, what does it matter whether I agree or not? It's up to you to agree with your Taoist partner."
Yun Feiyin jumped to Yun Feizhuo's side and whispered, "But Big Brother put a lock on my Soul Enlightenment Pendant, so I can't give it to Senior Brother!"
"You don't care about what Xiao Qi gave to Xie Yang!"
"Also, I saw you give Xie Yang a sword manual and a formation manual a few days ago, but you only gave the recipe book to Senior Brother!"
"You even took something from Senior Brother and gave it to Xie Yang!"
The more Yun Feiyin compared, the more pitiful he felt for his senior brother.
Yun Feizhuo said helplessly: "I sent the recipe to Ye Zheng, wasn't it for you? You were also picky when you were in the Yun family before."
"But now that I'm in the Wanjian Sect, I've changed some of my habits." Yun Feiyin whispered, "Over the years, the thing I ate the most was the Qigong Pill. Now that I've reached the Spiritual Transformation stage, I may not need to eat for a year or two."
"It really doesn't matter how good Big Brother's cooking is."
Yun Feizhuo patted his head and said, "So pitiful? The food the Yun family gives you every year isn't enough?"
Yun Feiyin was a little embarrassed: "I love to fight, so I'm often sued. I can't cook, so when I'm short of money, I sell all those things."
Yun Feizhuo withdrew his hand speechlessly. Okay, don't worry that Xiaoqi won't be able to eat well. Xiaoqi will definitely not live like this.
"You don't like fighting anymore, do you? Those ingredients should be left over, right? It's a good opportunity for Ye Zheng to practice."
"Once he can master the cooking skills, I will recognize him."
"This..." Yun Feiyin hesitated, "Will this be too difficult for Senior Brother?"
Yun Feiyin felt that Ye Zheng’s culinary talent was limited to cooking the food, and he couldn’t force anything else.
"Why don't you try the dishes cooked by my second brother? Maybe after eating them you'll think that the eldest brother's cooking skills are pretty good?"
Yun Feizhuo's face darkened. "Xiao Qi told me that Master Chen's cooking skills are as good as Third Sister's. For Ye Zheng, would you rather poison your eldest brother?"
"No, no!" Yun Feiyin waved his hands quickly, "Second Brother's food won't kill you! We've all eaten it and we're still alive!"
"It will only make people's lives worse than death, right?"
Yun Feizhuo raised his hand and knocked Yun Feiyin on the forehead. He no longer wanted to pay attention to this disloyal brother.
Xiaofeng also told him that everyone who had drunk Chen Yanshu's hangover soup had diarrhea from midnight to early morning.
Yun Feizhuo has always been elegant, how could he have diarrhea?
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